Month: March 2017

Yep, you heard right. It’s 2017 and a group of youngins have decided to use our vast knowledge of social media and tech to make a goddamn magazine. It’s on business, no less.

Forge Forward focuses on entrepreneurship in Manitoba. Our stories feature the people and trends that are driving economic growth in Manitoba.

So, get your lazy ass down to Red River College’s Roblin Centre at 160 Princess Street in Winnipeg on April 13th at noon if you want to read from a whole slew of students, who’ve written about a whole slew of topics. That’s right, there’ll be slews of everything. Slews of prizes, slews of booths, slews of magazines, hell, maybe even a whole slew of food.

You’re the primary reason why I speak my mind on anything. I don’t give a fuck about what anyone thinks and I’m always willing to let people have it.

Like you, I’m miserable beyond my years, which is why nothing makes me happier than when people cry about Trump, Brady, or anything really. You are excellent at putting whiny little bitches in their rightful places.

Anyway, lets cut to the chase.

With all that big comedy cash you make nowadays, have you finally bought a cruise ship for sinking yet? There are some people I know who should definitely board one of them.

Despite living in one of the world’s most sparsely populated lands, Canada, I feel that the world could do without half our population. There are people, other than Canadians, who are deserving of building with our lumber, pouring our syrup on their pancakes, and drinking our rye. Most Canadians don’t cut it. These undesirables can board the Titanic 2.0. However, they should probably sink in a more efficient manner than death-by-iceberg.

Just a thought.

Oh, and on a more pleasant note, congratulations on the birth of your new daughter. But don’t let it turn you “sawft.”

I’m sorry for the spelling of the last word in that last sentence. It’s meant to emphasize a Boston accent but it might just emphasize that I’m a douchebag. It might actually be a New York thing. Fuck if I know. I’m just a Canadian.

Finally, thank you for sharing your misery through comedy and, most of all, thank you for not bullshitting. You’re clearly a man who thinks independently without being a pretentious twat who thinks he knows everything.

The hidden gem of all sketch comedy is Mr. Show with Bob and David. This show is better than any sketch comedy on TV today because it never forgets that the main point of comedy is to be funny. SNL tries too hard to make a point these days and preachy comedy can only be good if the message is superseded by the comedy. This usually isn’t the case.

So, here are a couple of sketches from the short lived Mr. Show that demonstrate why its hosts, David Cross and Bob Odenkirk would find success later in their careers.There performances and the writing of the show are sheer genius. The sketches were original, mostly one-offs, and the premises were so damn ridiculous.

First, here is the sketch that got me into the show. It’s such a ruthless portrayal of corporate ethics and folksy small time business owners that I couldn’t stop laughing the first time I saw it. But this message is secondary as it’s so incredibly funny.

That’s the Fairsley difference.

Here’s another great sketch that predicts a future of advertising where swearing is the norm.